Wilbur the Quantum Cat was at last adopted

Wilbur the Quantum Cat was at last adopted by a loving family in Des Moines who didn't mind his magnetic field line hairballs and the strange quark droppings he left in the litter

since his subatomic cat turds didn't smell much before vaporizing. Wilbur hid in the darndest places. You never knew if he was there until you looked. Farmer Schroedinger said "He

's here and not here at the same time. Why don't you get off my land before I makes you." Wilbur poked his head out of the box at the time as he didn't and miaowed. He crept

real slow, Wilbur the Cat decided to cross the road. He put one paw out on the pavement. Yards away a man named Ike was driving a hug beer truck and thinking about the time

space continuum & specifically about how the word continuum had 2 U's. Like vacuum. Or congruum. Con-gru-um. 'Weird' thought Ike as his truck impacted Wilbur the Cat so forcefully

that all of his U2 cds flew into the backseat. But Wilbur the Cat,although quote flattened, das not dead yet. He lifted his furry head from the asphalt & uttered one last thing. "

I was roadkill to the very end... literally..." He then took a deep breath, muttered "One does not simple pop in on the road king..." and transformed into a

huge, terrifying beast. Claws the size of butchers knives slashing out and teeth sharper then daggers bared.

But as I looked down, ready to meet my maker, my eyes caught a glimpse of the brute's membrane. It was odd, but for a split second you analyzed it like Sherlock Holmes.